The Triumph of Evil (the irony of disappointment)
Naps are good. Except when my mom wakes me up suddenly, demands I do something and then starts telling me something important while I’m still not even sure where I am, what’s going on, or even who I am. That happened early this evening. I was taking a nap because I went to bed sometime … Continue reading The Triumph of Evil (the irony of disappointment)
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